Ending and Departure

"Senior Brother, when you go looking for trouble in the future, you'd best keep your eyes open. This world is full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons; not everyone is as magnanimous as this junior brother."

Zhang Qingyuan's voice drifted through the air.

At the same time, he beckoned with one hand, and an invisible force seized a Storage Bag from Shen Jiliang's body and brought it over. Zhang Qingyuan weighed it in his palm a few times.

"Let this count as the tuition fee for the lesson this junior brother has taught Senior Brother. I presume Senior Brother won't mind."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jiliang, embedded in the center of the crater, felt a surge of rage rush straight to his head. Yet it aggravated the injuries all over his body. With a puff, he spat out a large mouthful of blood and fainted outright.

Seeing this, Zhang Qingyuan shook his head slightly.

With such a temperament,

no matter how one looked at it, he did not seem like someone with much future potential.

Zhang Qingyuan had not dealt a killing blow either.

The death of every True Disciple of the Cloud Water Sect would trigger a thorough investigation by the Sect. Rumor had it that there were even Magic Tools capable of reversing the temporal images of an entire region.

If it was merely a clash that severely injured someone, it could be treated as a conflict and battle between Disciples, and would not draw much concern.

But once a life was lost, the nature of the matter changed.

The trouble involved would be far beyond the consequences of cutting off one arm of an Outer Sect Deacon all those years ago.

He had not yet made preparations to abandon the backing of the First Sect of Yuzhou.